Chapter 3: Hard Knock Life

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6 months later I had my baby, it was premature. I already knew I was really pregnant after I took the test. These months have been hard to keep up with, but I managed. 5 months in I went to get a checkup at the pediatrician’s office and he told me I was having a boy, and that I was due on November 26 of 2015. I was excited, I got passed who the father was, and worked my way through it. My mother taught me the right lesson, of being an adult. I’m staying on track now and thinking about school again. Of course I’m too old to go back to high school, so I would get my GED at Harlem Community Center.

I walked back home and people asked to give me a ride, but I insisted no. I was okay by myself, I didn’t need any more situations going on in my life. I walked back home with my baby in hand, 2 weeks after the pregnancy. My baby was premature, so there was more to raising it than a regular baby... 

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